Cigarette Love//quackbur//

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Quackity's POV

"Hey thanks Wilbur for walking me to my room, and helping me today." I say now standing in my doorway.

"No problem darling." He smiles.

"I still hate you though." I lie.

"And I still love you." He says then walks away.

Was he being serious or? No way, he hates me just like I hate him right? Wait a minute, I honestly don't hate Wilbur! I actually love him... So does that mean he loves me too? My brain hurts.

I walked inside of my room and locked the door shut. What a fucking long day.

I took off my shoes and headed straight towards my bedroom.

I took out my phone, 6:38pm.

Honestly I'm not that hungry. So I throw my phone on my bed and go towards my closet.

I put on an over sized hoodie, long black pants that are the slightest of furry, and fluffy black slippers. I didn't bother taking off my beanie so I left it on.

I flopped onto my bed with no hesitation and fell right asleep.

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I wake up almost falling off of my bed. Damn must've slept with a blanket.

I sit up and look outside. It's still pretty dark out so I check my phone. 4:01am.

Wow, I haven't waken up this early in like forever. I get up and walk to my closet picking out my clothes for the day. I decided to wear my usual outfit; my white button up with the first one not done, my black suspenders and pants, my red tie, and my iconic LAFD beanie. But I added some bracelets to my wrists. I put on a black and blue diy bracelet that had a Q on it; I made it in Pogtopia with Wilbur. And on my other a put on a normal white pearled bracelet.

I then finished changing so I went over to my bathroom and brushed my teeth.

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Once I was finished, I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl that laid right on top of the kitchen counter.

I then walked out the door heading towards a direction I didn't even know I was going.

I ended up in front of Wilbur's house; near his burger van. It was small and had white walls, a black roof and average sized windows.

I look through the windows to see if he's awake or not.

To my surprise he's awake but... CHANGING?!

I mean he won't know right...? So I watch as a shirtless Wilbur soot goes through his closet picking out a shirt to wear.

But damn his body- SNAP OUT OF IT QUACKITY.

Wilbur finally decided on a gray sweater. Surprisingly he didn't wear his iconic trenchcoat.

He then turned around, facing right at me! I quickly squat down but I'm too late because he opens the window.

"Q are you that horny to come watch me get dressed?" Wilbur asked looking down at me.

"I went to visit you because I'm bored." I said looking back up at him; my face was probably still red from seeing him shirtless.

"Well couldn't you knock on the door or something?"

"Um I wanted to be cool when I walked in so, uh I tried to find a secret passage or something..." I stutter.

"Fucking weirdo." He giggles as he flicks my forehead.

"Jerk! Just let me in!" I whine.

Wilbur steps back so I could get through the window. I get to my feet and hop through the window. Wilbur then shuts it then looks at me.

"You had breakfast yet?"

"Just an apple." I respond.

"Well come on, we're making pancakes!" Wilbur says joyfully as he grabs my hand and drags me to the kitchen.

Damn I haven't seen anyone this energetic at 4am before.

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